Open Doors and Speeding Cars

You let me down with a kiss

and I hope that when it met his lips

you choked a little bit

and started to feel sick

Im not as easily convinced

That you felt bad for this

or that you lost a little sleep

thinking about what this all might do to me

I guess that you could call me desprate

cuz time after time I cant seem to bring myself

To say goodbye

And I know this will all happen again

But Id rather not be alone

So I just pretend that everything allright

But you know as well as I do

That nothing is fine

Who Needs reality?

when we're both so good at pretending

That everything is allright

I hope you know your my favorite walking contradiction

for every time you said you dont miss him

or that you hate him

I should have known

About your inability to let go

let me go

Iv got nothing left to say to you

and i dont know what to do

so ill let this open door convey

what I cant say to you(push a girl out of a car while its going fast)

A head full of excuses well thought out and recited

To shift all the guilt from your side to mine

although I know that I dont deserve this

my words are no match for your head full of excuses

Nothing is going according to plan

we're starring down the barrels of each others guns

and our kisses are desprate for any meaning

we just keep repeating empty apologies

I cant love who I cant trust

and you refuse to be honest